She looks rather impressed; to know so much about something she'd only just begun to know for herself---and after all these years?

The butterflies reminded her so much---well. Of Olaf. It's worth mentioning at least, isn't it?

"I---well. I only had a short time between leaving home and ending up here." She shrugs. "I---well. I built a snowman---two of them, actually. Both were rather enthusiastic about it too."

"I made my own new home---just. I let it all out, all that time spent holding it in. It was nice while it lasted." Pursing her lips, she looks a little apologetic.

"Thank you. This means so much to me---you have no idea."